They stayed in place, both panting, until he softened and slid from her. Gently, he pulled her to stand and face him, kissing her lovingly. "I love you. Thank you for marrying me," he whispered, gazing into her lust-heavy eyes with pride.
Baylor smiled softly and leaned her face against her chest. "It was my pleasure. Literally. I love you, Jake Paterson. I'm proud to be your wife."
"Is there anything else I can do to make you happy?"
"Yes." She rested her chin on his chest and looked up at him. "How about another butt massage?"
"Your wish is my command."
"And more chocolate?"
"I have a whole bar here, just for you."
"I think I like being pregnant after all," she sighed, sucking on the candy as his strong hands resumed their work on her bottom. "Hey! What's that?"
"Oh, just something else you can suck on once you're done with that chocolate bar," Jake said and chuckled, rubbing his growing erection against the inside of her thigh.
"Yum, sounds like a plan to me."
Chapter Seven
Three months later…
"What a day." Baylor yawned, leaning back with her arms resting over her tummy. They were on their way home from an awards ceremony, where she had been honored for a series of photographs that had been instrumental in exposing and dissolving a large drug cartel in Los Angeles. "I feel like I'm going to pop like a balloon."
"You have two months yet to go, babygirl. We want the muffins to bake for as long as they can," Hayden said from the front passenger seat.
"Must you remind me? I was on my feet too long tonight, and my ankles feel like giant sausages. Next time they do an awards ceremony for a preggo, they need to supply a recliner."
"I am so proud of you and how you handled yourself tonight. How are you doing?" Jake asked, pulling onto the dark highway.
"The truth? A little shaken up after seeing the ex-in-law. Could you tell?"
"The only thing I could tell was how fucking pissed the rat bastard was when he had to hand you that big, fat check from his bank." Hayden snickered. "I'll bet he went home and shit bricks for that one."
"Watch your mouth, boy. There is to be no swearing around my daughter-in-law or my grandbabies," Bob scolded.
"The babies are fine, Pop," Baylor reassured him, patting her swollen stomach. "They're in their favorite place, right on top of my bladder. They must think that I'm a living waterbed or something. As for Hayden's comments, I was thinking the exact same thing. I think we all were."
"That does not justify a lack of self-control." Bob sniffed. "And the babies might be fine, but you look exhausted."
"She is exhausted. She worked hard today, and earned herself quite a following," Jake responded. "I really think that she may have changed some people's views about the poly lifestyle."
"Well, she changed my view a long time ago. Put your foots in my lap," the older man ordered, sliding against the door. "How does that feel?"
"Oh, my! You can massage my foots any day!" Baylor groaned. "Boys! Take lessons from your dad about how to spoil a lady."
"You are beyond spoiled, and you know it," Jake said, glancing in the rear-view mirror. "Grab some shut-eye before we get home."
"Easy for you to say. You aren't carrying two big old bowling balls around your waist." Baylor yawned. "Daddies? I want a Twinkie."
"You can't have a Twinkie. The doctor said you were eating too much junk, and need to cut back on the sweets," came the answer.
"I've only gained ten pounds. How about a Ding Dong?"
"I'll give you a ding-dong when we get home," Hayden said, twisting around in the seat to look at her.
"No ding-dongs tonight. You will give her a warm bath and put her to bed when we get home. She needs her rest," Jake said.
"I'm pregnant, not sick. Stop treating me like I was a piece of china. If you don't cut it out, I promise you that I'll have a screaming hissy fit," she warned them.
"Baylor, my dearest," Jake said calmly, "if you want a spanking, just ask. You don't need to provoke one. You can pull out that pretty collar of yours if you don't want to use your words, and we would be happy to oblige."
"How did you know I was in the mood?" She giggled.
"We've been with you for a year now. Do you think we don't know your tricks?"
"I need to get me a woman." Bob sighed. "All of you hush up now and let my grandbabies rest."
Baylor wrapped her slender arms around Bob's neck as he carried her into the house and placed her on the couch in the TV room. Before she had a chance to make herself comfortable, pillows were being tucked under her legs and she was handed a glass of water. She winced as one of the babies kicked her.
"Hey you, watch it. That was my bladder," she scolded her belly.
"Jaycee and Haylee, your mommy needs her rest," Jake whispered, placing his hand on her moving tummy.
Baylor moved her fingers up his arm and gently grasped his face, making him kiss her.
"I'm really not that tired," she said in a sultry voice, drawing him in for another kiss. She beckoned to Hayden, who was kneeling on the carpet beside the couch. "I could use some loving tonight. To celebrate."
"Really?" Hayden asked.
She fluttered her eyelashes and nodded. "You've been pampering and waiting on me hand and foot, and I know that I haven't exactly been in the mood lately, carrying the beach balls, but I really want some special love tonight."
"On that note, I'm going home." Bob grinned. "Don't worry, I'll show myself out. Have fun, kids…" His voice trailed off as he left.
Baylor stood up, held her hands out for her two lovers, and led them upstairs to Hayden's bedroom. She sat on the bed and slipped her hand around Hayden's head, pulling his mouth to hers, savoring his sweetness before moving to kiss Jake. Layer by layer, their clothing found its way to the floor until all three were free of the confines.
"My God, you are beautiful," Jake whispered, staring in awe at her naked body.
She blushed, raising her hands to cover her breasts and the round tummy. "I look like a blimp."
"No, honey, you look like a goddess," Hayden said, pulling her hand away from the swollen breasts and gently kissing her wrist before placing it at her side. "I've never seen anything more sexy than what I'm seeing right now," he whispered, kissing her neck.
"I still can't believe that there are babies in there," Jake said, his warm lips pressing against the bulges of her stomach. "They're moving."
"They are always moving." Baylor sighed, lifting her chin for Hayden's mouth. "They're going to be just like their daddies, and always get into mischief."
Hayden's hand slid over her stomach, up one side and down the other, and paused when he felt movement. It then moved to her breasts. "I love how these gorgeous things have changed as well," he whispered, gently massaging the heavy orbs.
"You'd better enjoy them now, because they're going to get all flat and saggy once they are used up," Baylor muttered.
He planted his mouth on one side, while Jake found the other. "They are perfect," one of them mumbled. "You are perfect."
"Not that perfect. I've been a bad girl lately," she hinted, her fingers raking over their scalps as their lips traveled the course of her body.
"Have you?" Jake asked with a smirk. "How bad?"
"Bad enough. I might need to be punished. Not a whole lot—just a little bit."
Jake laughed loudly as he looked at his brother. "She wants to be spanked and is still trying to call the shots."
"I'm proud of her, though. She didn't have to use a prop this time." Hayden grinned.
"Nope, she came right out and asked. Well, since impact is out, how about you go grab your new cane?" Jake said.
"No! Not the cane!" Baylor shook her head wildly. "Not in the mood for the cane. No."
They ignored her. "The new cane would be perfect. No impact, nice sting, and will help bring the little mama back to a nice submissive place," Hayden said.
"I have ne
ver been in a nice submissive place. Come on, you guys…"
Too late. Before she knew it, Hayden was swooshing a bundle of slender, flexible dowels through the air.
"What the hell is that thing?" she asked, with wide eyes.
"It's called a split cane. I think there are about thirty to forty switches in the bundle. It should give you a nice, warm sting."
"Hayden…"
"Let's use her preggo-pillow," Jake suggested, pointing to the overlarge, L-shaped body pillow she had started sleeping with to support her growing belly. "Make a nest for the tummy and put some height under her hips. I want that beautiful little ass nice and high."
Baylor knew her men well enough to realize that all the begging and pleading in the world would not sway them from the chance to redden her bottom, not even in play. She rolled her eyes and crawled upon the 'nest' they had made to protect her tummy and present her bottom. Hands immediately began to stroke her trembling flesh, along with tiny bites and nibbles to the backs and insides of her thighs.
She held her breath as she felt the cane bundle stroke along the protruding peaks of her backside. Hayden swished the implement several times in the air and then struck it lightly across the span of her pale bottom.
A surprised squeak, followed by a happy sigh, made both men chuckle.
"More?" Hayden asked, running his implement along her bottom.
"More?" Jake asked, his hand slipping between her thighs.
"More. Lots more," Baylor agreed, sinking into the pillow. The rapid light tapping of the rod over her backend was delicious, awakening her senses and filling her with a renewed sense of sexuality. Her pregnancy had been easy, but the alterations in her tiny body left her feeling insecure and undesirable—despite the constant attention and reassurance offered by her loving family. She closed her eyes, losing herself in the stinging sensual pain and the comfort it brought.
Jake's fingers playing with her throbbing clit added to her pleasure and she widened her legs slightly to offer easier access. "I want you," he mumbled, gently pressing two fingers inside her. "Can you take me?"
"I want you, too. Both of you. Just go slow," she whispered back. It had been a while since she'd had both men at once, and she missed the sense of being filled. "Get on your back. I'll ride you," she went on.
Jake did not need a second invitation and rolled onto his back while she positioned her hips to straddle his waist. Reaching between them, she felt for his thick cock and gently moistened the tip with her juices. Then she eased him inside her, holding her breath with anticipation as he filled her body.
"Are you all right?" he asked with concern, steadying her on top of him.
"It feels fabulous! Hayden? I want you, too. Go slow."
A moan escaped her mouth as Hayden gently worked his long, slender cock into her bottom and held it there to allow her to adjust.
They began to thrust gently and with tender ease, wrapping their arms around her and stroking her rounded abdomen with continuous caresses as they made love to her body and her spirit.
Savoring the feel of the hard cocks sliding within her, Baylor closed her eyes and concentrated on the joy of being sandwiched between the two men who had brought meaning and love to her life. She felt fingers passing over her tummy and resting on top of the protruding belly button, and then broke into happy tears.
"This feels so good," she cried softly.
"Why are you crying?" Jake asked, pausing. "Did we hurt you?"
"No, I'm happy."
"And hormonal. She will tell us if it hurts… in a bad way," Hayden assured his brother, his stroking becoming longer and more demanding.
The climax came for all three in lazy, gentle waves. Baylor sighed happily as she felt the tiny contractions ease their way from her pussy to her uterus, and hummed as her husbands released their hot seed into her.
The three lay together on their sides, the men's arms around the bliss-filled young woman, and together fell into a peaceful, content repose.
***
The phone rang early the following morning, rousing Baylor from a deep sleep.
"Hello?" she mumbled.
"Baylor?"
"Yeah, this is she," Baylor said groggily, pressing her body against Hayden's side.
"Who's calling at this ungodly hour?" Hayden murmured, snuggling his face in her hair.
"I don't know. Who is this?" she asked.
"You don't recognize my voice? It's your mother, darling."
Baylor sat up suddenly, her heart pounding in her chest. "Mother? I haven't heard from you since I left for college. Are the kids all right?"
"They're all fine. I saw you on television last night."
So that's it! Baylor sat up with a frown. "How did you find me?" she asked.
"Your father-in-law called me. He is very concerned about your, uh, living arrangements. I'm worried about you, darling. It's been so long since we've talked, and we need to remember how important family is. Your father-in-law said that you are in danger and need my help."
"Let's get something clear, Mother. Mr. Kasaab is my ex father-in-law, and an abusive part of my past that I refuse to relive—"
"He is family," the woman interrupted.
"He is no family of mine. He never has been, nor will he ever be. Mother, I am married, and happier than I have ever been in my life. You were never concerned with me, my living arrangements or my happiness in the past, nor have you made any attempt to contact me since I escaped the prison you kept me in. A call from you out of the blue, and conveniently after I've been awarded some money, has such an obvious reason that it's disgusting. No. This is not going to happen. I don't want to be part of your life, and I certainly don't want you to be part of mine."
"I've changed, darling! I cleaned up my act, went to school and got a job!"
"Good for you. It is about time you grew up," Baylor said bitterly. "I have to go. Goodbye." She hung up the phone, then tossed it angrily across the room.
"What did she want, baby?" Hayden asked worriedly, holding his wife's trembling body.
"Money, I'm sure. She claimed that Mr. Kasaab called her, and that she saw me on television. I don't want any part of her, Hayden. She will poison us. Please keep her away."
"Shh, I'll protect you, and so will Jake. We will also make certain that that Kasaab character doesn't harass you."
"Why would he call her? The only kind thing they ever did for me was to not invite her to my wedding to their son. None of this makes sense," Baylor muttered.
"If he called her, he did it to get under your skin. He knew that this would be the only payback he could get for you being successful without him. Try not to let it get to you."
"Do you think she has our address? What if she shows up? Hayden…"
"You need to trust us to take care of you. Between me, Jake, the boys and my dad, no one will ever be allowed to hurt you again. I promise."
Baylor did not answer. She had a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach. She knew that her mother was not done—not when it meant her trying to extort money. She looked up when Jake entered the room, his hair still wet from his morning swim.
"Who called? Bay? What's wrong, sweetheart?"
"I need my Daddies!" She crumpled, sinking into her safe place—the place no one could enter without invitation. "She's going to try to hurt me again. Please, don't let her hurt me. I don't believe her. She said she's changed, but people like that never change. She is going to ruin everything, and—"
"Baylor Anne Paterson, I need you to calm down this minute," Jake said firmly, lifting her chin and forcing her to look into his hazel eyes. "We will not allow anything to happen to you, okay? Now tell me what is going on."
When she had finished, Jake squeezed her hand and then lifted it to his lips. "My instincts tell me that she saw the broadcast and contacted him. He had no idea that it was you getting the money, so he would not have been able to warn her ahead of time. She could also be lying about having seen you if he called her aft
erwards. Do you want me to block her number?"
Baylor nodded and then shook her head. "I don't know. Please, tell me what to do."
He pulled her against his chest and stroked her face. "The only power she has over you is the power you are giving her emotionally. There is nothing she can do or say that will harm you, our family or our friends. We don't hide our relationship, so she cannot try to blackmail us. What are you afraid of?"
"She is going to try to use the babies to hurt me. I know she is."
Hayden sighed and kissed her wet face. "Listen to me. Your hormones are crazy right now and are making you a little paranoid. She—"
"Don't call me paranoid! This isn't preggo-crazy!" Baylor shouted, pulling away from them. "I know this woman. If she has aligned herself with Mr. Kasaab, she will try to do anything she can to get me to give in."
"What can she find on you that could hurt you, honey?"
"The fact that I took thousands of dollars meant for infertility treatment and put it in my bank account," Baylor said.
"She knows nothing about that, and neither does he. We also spoke to an attorney about that, and he confirmed that if the subject ever came up, we're to tell the truth: that the money was given to you without any written designation of how it was to be spent. You had a right to decide what was best for your body and they were blackmailing you into a forced pregnancy. They also have no way of knowing what clinic you went to or what name you used. Records cannot be subpoenaed without cause, due to patient privacy acts."
"Kasaab might try, though."
"I still have the videos of his threats. Ones that he knew were being filmed. I honestly don't think he initiated this. He has too much to lose. You have to believe me when I say that nothing is going to happen. Please."
"I can't," she wept.
"Come here, sweetheart. I promise that I will keep you safe, and protect you and our family. Hayden? Baylor needs a Baby Day and daddy-time," Jake said, rocking the sobbing woman in his arms.
"No, I don't. I just need loves," she said.
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